Chapter 97: Uchiha Obito
"What happened to this guy!"
Seeing Aoyama Ryūun's half-dragon transformed figure, resembling an ancient demon god...
The surviving Kumogakure ninjas were all full of fear.
They had carried out sneak attack missions before.
But most of the time, Aoyama Ryūun couldn't be bothered to deal with them.
Although they couldn't succeed...
But these ninjas carrying out the sneak attack missions wouldn't suffer major incidents either.
Unlike today...
The Kanabo was flying wildly, simply smashing one kid with each swing.
"Run! Run quickly!"
"What are you looking at! Run!"
Facing such a violently irritable Aoyama Ryūun...
Even if these Kumogakure ninjas were stubborn...
They lost the courage to confront him.
"Help!"
The surviving Kumogakure ninjas scattered and fled.
Aoyama Ryūun couldn't be bothered to continue chasing.
"A bunch of small fry! Simply seeking death!"
After a final glance, Aoyama Ryūun dragged his weapon, turned around, and went back.
He had vented enough of his anger.
Next, when Nara Shikaku and the others were cleaning up the battlefield...
"Everyone, what are you waiting for? Get busy!"
Looking at the battlefield destroyed to this state...
Nara Shikaku shrugged and said to the surrounding ninjas.
"..."
Everyone was somewhat speechless.
They were all clearly Konoha Jōnin, or to put it mildly...
They were also the mainstay of Konoha.
Why was it that what they were doing now was all cleaning work?
"I somewhat miss the dangerous battlefield!"
Although the battlefield is dangerous, at least it's not as shameful as this.
Jōnin care about face.
"Alright!"
Nara Shikaku, who took the lead in doing the work, said directly after hearing such remarks:
"Just right, the Kirigakure battlefield is short of people. Do you want me to arrange for you to go?"
"Forget it!"
Decisively refused.
Compared to losing face, these people preferred to live.
"Then do your work well!"
Nara Shikaku rolled his eyes grumpily.
Why so much nonsense?
...
"Have you found a candidate?"
In the Land of Earth, near the Kannabi Bridge, in that dark underground base.
The aged Uchiha Madara spoke slowly.
There was no emotion in his words.
Two years had passed since the start of the Third Ninja World War.
Similarly, Uchiha Madara also felt that he was truly reaching his limit.
"Found one!"
Fortunately, this time Black Zetsu's answer did not disappoint Uchiha Madara.
"Hmm?"
Originally indifferent eyes showed a slight fluctuation because of Black Zetsu's words.
He turned his head and looked at Black Zetsu.
"What kind of person?"
"A young boy. However, in this boy's heart, there is a true love that will not change until death!"
"Interesting!"
Uchiha Madara smiled.
White Zetsu, the other half, couldn't help but speak up.
"Ha, are you really going to choose that boy? I heard that he is just a dead last. Can he really complete our plan?"
Obviously, the one who met these conditions was Uchiha Obito.
Over two years, Black and White Zetsu had noticed...
And carefully investigated Uchiha Obito.
"What the hell do you know!"
Black Zetsu glared at him directly.
"He's being fierce to me! Lord Madara, look, Black Zetsu is being fierce to me!"
Like a child tattling.
White Zetsu pointed aggrievedly at his other half, Black Zetsu, and said to Uchiha Madara.
"..."
Seeing this clownish behavior, both Black Zetsu and Uchiha Madara were somewhat speechless.
One must know that at this time, Uchiha Madara thought Black and White Zetsu were products of Yin-Yang Release.
Could it be that products of Yin-Yang Release are all this stupid?
Uchiha Madara couldn't help but glance at Black Zetsu.
Hmm! There is still one who can reassure him.
"Enough! White Zetsu, if you don't understand, don't speak!"
"..."
White Zetsu was even more indignant, but there was no helping it.
Since both Uchiha Madara and Black Zetsu said so, what could White Zetsu say?
Uchiha Madara didn't mind and continued speaking to himself.
"For Uchiha clan ninjas, talent and strength are not the most important. The most important thing is the love in their hearts!"
The Uchiha clan's Bloodline Limit, the Sharingan...
Calling it the power of hatred is not wrong.
Because there is true love in their hearts, they appear weak.
But once they lose that true love, this kind of love will turn into extreme hatred.
This hatred is the strongest power of the Uchiha clan.
"What is that boy's name?"
"Lord Madara, that boy is named Uchiha Obito!"
"Uchiha Obito?"
Uchiha Madara murmured carefully for a while.
Then, without much hesitation, he said directly to Black Zetsu:
"Plan well. Let Uchiha Obito feel the darkness of the Ninja World properly!"
"Understood! Lord Madara!"
Black Zetsu smiled slightly.
Making someone lose their true love was nothing to Uchiha Madara and Black Zetsu.
As long as the final plan could be completed...
Even if they had to sacrifice everything, it didn't matter.
Thinking of this, Black Zetsu used the Mayfly technique and slowly submerged into the ground.
...
"Achoo!"
On the Iwagakure battlefield, a boy wearing goggles with the Uchiha clan crest on his back couldn't help but sneeze.
Beside him, a girl with oil paint markings on her face, whom he thought was cute...
Seeing this scene, couldn't help but ask with concern:
"Did you catch a cold? Obito!"
"Hahaha! I'm fine, Rin. You don't need to worry at all, I'm very strong!"
In front of the girl he likes, boys never show a weak side.
Whether he caught a cold or not, he definitely wouldn't admit it anyway.
Seeing Obito full of vigor, Nohara Rin felt slightly relieved.
"It's good that you didn't catch a cold!"
"Hahaha!"
Rin is caring about me! Definitely!
Thinking of this, Obito suddenly became cheerful.
"Idiot!"
At this time, a cold and scornful voice came from the side.
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